Rose/Thorn

A Woman you see once in a life time
Stunning in every category
Her imperfections personify life it self
The rarest woman, whose
Imperfections are Perfection

Matured into something the retina can't resist
As it focuses and highlights every aspect
Male or female struggle to look away
But you can't see what we see
For you are humble and fair

You are the game, that must not be played
A master in technique
Whose thorns show when provoked
The skill level over nine thousand
One game i shall not play

Connected mentally and emotionally
For it was luck i was blessed by your spirit
For you are a precious flower,
An eternal soul, hypnotizing in every way
For i am trapped in your genjitsu, Izanami